Private Tales Give Me Bloodsport

A private roleplay only for those invited by the first writer
Kael observed as Larrainth very pragmatically made her choice. He studied the frame for a moment, the widths of his clavicle, the depths of his cheek, the length of his bangs, and so forth. Kael considered the girl's words.

"No plan yet. Just collecting tools." Kael responded. He pondered their next move. They could search the camp more, but based on the girl's testimony this camp wouldn't know the location of another. If the coded message was true they’d be likely to run into another band closer to Cortosi territory.

“Where do you want to start looking?” Kael asked. He figured the new face would be more useful the closer they got, but it was still undecided if they would actually cross.
 
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